"Why?"

Sunyoki looked at the two of them, and after a brief shock, he seemed to finally notice that they were still wearing clothes, so he picked up two plastic bags and refused Qikai Sumiko with confidence: "I ran so far to buy you food, but you are sleeping in a man. Now you want to drive me away? Don't even think about it!"

Sumiko Nichihiro glanced at the plastic bag she was holding and said, "Oh, leave that rice, you go and buy another one of yours."

"Why!"

Suyong Jiyue asked again, even more angry, as if she wanted to throw the rice she had just bought on Qihai Sumiko's face.

But she looked at the plastic bag in her hand and was a little reluctant.

She bought it for herself.

"...Why are you still here?" Sumiko Qikai turned her head again, looked at her and frowned.

"It's only been more than ten seconds!" Sunyong Jiyue glared at her, "How could I be away! And I said I'm going out?"

"I won't go out!"

As Sunagaki said, he came to the seat where Sumiko Qikai had just sat down, sat down, then picked up the plastic bag and placed one of the bentoes on his lap.

"I bought you prawns in vain."

While removing the bento cover, Sunyoki complained: "Now you give me pork chops, don't even think about shrimp... Oh, you guys go on, don't worry about me, I'll just watch the show while eating."

She bit her chopsticks and faced the eyes of Nanfeng, Nihara and Sumiko Shikai, very calm.

Sumiko Nichihae sneered, subconsciously wanted to raise her hand and throw Suyong Hitsuki out.

But until she raised her hand, she realized that she was still holding Beiyuan Nanfeng's big hand.

"Tsk, what's the use of showing off in front of me."

Seeing this scene, Su Yong Jiyue bit her chopsticks unhappily and said vaguely: "I haven't played with Beiyuan Nanfeng."

Sumiko Nichihara immediately dropped the hand of Nanfeng Nihara and re-pointed it at Sunagaki.

“It’s useless ~”

Suyong Jiyue raised her chin, elongated her tone, and said proudly: "You haven't slept for so long, and at most you've recovered a little...Oh!"

She leaned back suddenly.

Spread all the bento on your chest.

The chair was pushed out of the ward all the time.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

In a while.

Suyong Jiyue rushed back with great momentum.

She was quite embarrassed at this moment.

There was a large piece of oil stain on the red skirt, and the proud breasts were stained with rice grains and a big prawn.

"Nihai Sumiko! My skirt! And my bento! You pay me a compensation!"

"go out."

"I don't even leave pork chop rice for you!"

Xuyong Jiyue held the chopsticks in her hand hard, and anger rose from her heart, and evil came to her courage. She was so angry that she rushed to the rest of the other bento.

Sumiko Nichihiro's hand aimed at her again.

Want to throw her out.

"Red Moon!"

Sunyoki also raised his hand and carried Qihai Sumiko, but still wanted to grab the bento.

In the ward.

The violent spirit rushes around.

"I said you are elementary school students!"

Nanfeng Beiyuan grabbed Sumiko Qihai's wrist and couldn't help it.

Qihai Sumiko's movements were stagnant.

"Ha ha."

Suyong Jiyue successfully grabbed the last bento, then held it with both hands, held it like a treasure and ran out. Before leaving the door, she glanced at Sumiko Shimiko with a victorious gaze and closed the mountain hard.

Bang

Sumiko Qihai slowly withdrew her gaze from the door and looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan under her.

"What do you do with a little girl's expression that was stolen from her beloved toy?" Nanfeng Kitanhara looked at Sumiko Qihai on her body, and felt a little painful, in two senses.

Sumiko Nichihara looked at Nanfeng Kitahara in silence, then pursed her red lips, and suddenly moved back again.

At the same time, she spread her black silk legs on both sides of Beiyuan Nanfeng's body and moved them out.

The weight from Beiyuan Nanfeng felt that the body was even more obvious.

“…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her wrist with one hand and pressed her plump thighs with the other, unable to speak.

"It was indeed robbed."

Sumiko Nichihara broke away from the hand held by Nanfeng Kitahara, raised her waist again, gathered her long black hair on her shawl and tied it into a ponytail: "The bento was stolen."

"Then I'll treat you to food later, okay?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng naturally put his other hand on her other round and slender thigh and pressed her down.

“…I won’t get up now?”

Sumiko Qihai tied her ponytail and shook it gently, then looked down at Nanfeng Kihara: "Don't you dislike me anymore?"

"Don't underestimate the degree of men's quarrels."

Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled: "Of course, the most important thing is that I suddenly felt that only when facing you, I don't have to worry about so much, at least I don't have to worry about whether it will hurt you."

"I actually said it shamelessly. It's so ugly, man."

Shikai Chengko gently patted Beiyuan Nanfeng's forehead with the back of her hand, and then struggled gently, trying to get off Beiyuan Nanfeng.

Beiyuan Nanfeng held her upright and refused to let her leave.

“…”

A trace of almost invisible blush was slowly dyed on Sumiko Qihai's pretty face.

"Don't sit on men in the future."

Beiyuan Nanfeng took a deep breath, then slowly let go of her perky buttocks after he threw down a sentence.

Sumiko Nikai successfully left him and stood on the floor again.

"And, if I remember correctly, you came first, and why did I become ugly in the end?"

Nanfeng Beiyuan also sat up from the bed, stretched his body a little, and continued, "It's like I was wrong."

“…I’ll have pork chops later.”

Sumiko Nichihara ignored the Nanfeng of Kitahara. After leaving the last sentence, she lifted up the high heels on the ground, put them on with beautiful movements, and left the ward directly.

"I'll get up and go eat now." Beiyuan Nanfeng stopped her.

"Wait a minute."

"...what are you going to do?"

"..." Sumiko Nichihiro ignored him.

...

Beiyuan Nanfeng watched Qihai Sumiko leave, and then slightly confirmed his physical condition. After confirming that there was nothing serious, he was just remembering.

“Yo.”

The door was pulled open again.

Suyong Jiyue leaned into her head from outside the door, picked up a piece of pork chop and put it into her mouth, and looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng with a crooked look.

"How about it?"

Suyong Jiyue pretended not to see Kitanohara Nanfeng's slightly disgusted expression. After confirming that Sumiko Nikai was not there, she flashed in through the gap and came to Kitano Nikai Nanfeng's bed with the bento: "How is Qikai Sumiko sitting on her body?"

"Are you so gossipy?" Nanfeng Beiyuan looked at her, a little funny.

"After all, this is the first time I have seen Sumiko Qihai riding on a man, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, singular man and widow... There is an idiom that says, oh, dry Chai Xiaohuo."

"That's called Ganchai Liehuo, illiterate."

Beiyuan Nanfeng twitched his mouth: "Aren't you from next door? That's the level?"

"Have you heard about it?"

Suyong Jiyue paused her hand with chopsticks, raised her head suddenly, gritted her teeth and said, "Suzuko Nichihiro must have said bad things to you!"

“…”

"Tsk, forget it, I've made embarrassment in front of you anyway."

Xu Yongjiyue was still gritting her teeth for the last second, but her face turned dark and clear the next second.

I also made an excuse for myself.

My mental regulation ability is indeed strong.

"I came across the ocean, but how long has it been? Now that the language over there has evolved so many times, how can I do more? Besides... I was right just now, dry firewood and small fire."

Suyong Jiyue looked at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan, paused deliberately, her eyebrows were bent, and she smiled like a fox.

The north and south winds are hard.
Chapter completed!